Clearly, Dumbledore was planning to reactivate the Order of the Phoenix.

Almost everyone in the room knows what that means.

According to what Van Lin knew, the Order of the Phoenix was an organization founded by Dumbledore to fight against Voldemort, and was made up of some unknown people who didn't look like heroes, but most of them were brave and fearless.

The Order of the Phoenix is an organization that specializes in dealing with Voldemort. Located at 12 Grimmauld Place, the ancestral home of the Black family, it is made up of people who don't quite fit together, don't look like heroes, obscure people, but most of them must be brave and fearless.

In the 1970s, many members of the Order of the Phoenix died, and during the Second Battle of Magic, several more were killed. It's all a bunch of resilient people. Headquarters at 12 Grimmauld Place during the Second Campaign, only the Secret Man could tell people where it was, and no one else could see the building. Due to the death of the Secret Man (Dumbledore) in the sixth part, everyone who knew the location of the headquarters automatically became a Secret Man, including Severus Snape, who was considered a traitor at the time, so the headquarters was later changed to the Burrow.

I have to admit that on the road to resist Voldemort, the Order of the Phoenix is the only organization that can compete with the Death Eaters.

However, a related point is that although the level of the Order of the Phoenix is very high, it cannot reach the level of Dumbledore, and in terms of numbers, the number of Death Eaters completely crushes the personnel of the Order of the Phoenix.

It can be said that the defeat of the Order of the Phoenix in the confrontation was an inevitable result.

"Now, wait for me in my office, Sirius, I have some more to account. Dumbledore said quickly.

"Good. Sirius nodded, now that Fudge was gone, but......

"But—" Harry said.

He wanted Sirius to stay, he didn't want to say goodbye again so soon.

"You'll see me again soon, Harry," Sirius turned to him, "I promise you, but I'll have to do my best, you know?"

"Yes," Harry said, "yes...... Of course I understand. ”

Sirius grabbed his hand for a moment, nodded to Dumbledore, and turned into a large black dog again, making his way through the room to the door. Then he pulled the handle away with his paw and walked out.

"Severus," Dumbledore said as he turned to Snape, "you know what I want you to do. If you're ready......"

"I'm ready. Snape replied. He looked a little paler than usual, his dark, cold eyes flashing strangely.

"Good luck, then!" said Dumbledore. He watched as Snape followed Sirius without saying a word, a look of worry on his face. It was a few minutes before Dumbledore spoke again.

"I'll have to go downstairs, Van Lin is still waiting outside......" Dumbledore said finally. "I'm going to see what's going on outside, Harry, drink the rest of the medicine. I'll come see you in a moment. ”

"Wait, Professor Dumbledore......"

"I know what you're trying to ask, Harry. Dumbledore said, "Actually, there was no accident with Van Lin, but the magic was very lacking, and this point could not be solved by Madam Pomfrey. ”

Harry was a little amused.

"What's wrong with Van Lin?" asked Hermione nervously.

"It was Fan Lin who rescued me, I didn't dare to talk about this before, I'm afraid you ......"

"Don't worry, Miss Granger," Dumbledore said, "there's nothing wrong with Van Lin, Fawkes protects him......"

"And what about Cedric?" asked Harry.

"I'm sorry, but ......," Dumbledore paused, "I have to leave Harry, there are some things that have to be taken care of, and what you should do now is to get a good night's sleep here, and Miss Granger, I think I should need Van Lin to do something else." ”

As Dumbledore left, Harry slammed back onto the pillow. Hermione, Ron, and Mrs. Weasley all looked at him, and no one said a word for a long time.

Hermione put down her hanging heart, after the girl knew that Moody was pretending to be a Death Eater, Hermione was really worried about dying, but Harry's appearance, Hermione had been reluctant not to stimulate Harry.

It was out of trust in Van Lin, and Hermione had always believed that Van Lin would come back, just as she had promised her in the first place.

"You're going to have the rest of the pills, Harry," Mrs. Weasley spoke at last. As she reached for the bottle and cup, she gently touched the bag of gold on the bedside table with her elbow.

"You had a good night's sleep. Think about something else...... Imagine what you're going to buy with your winnings. ”

"I don't want that gold," said Harry expressionlessly, "you can ask for it, anyone can ask for it, I shouldn't have won it, it should have been Cedric's." ”

What he'd been fighting with since he came out of the labyrinth now seemed to outweigh his strength. He could feel a hot sting in his eyes, and he blinked, looking up at the ceiling.

"It's not your fault, Harry. Mrs. Weasley whispered.

"I told him to take the cup with me. Harry said.

Dumbledore didn't say anything about Cedric, naturally, there must have been something wrong with Cedric, which in Harry's opinion, was caused by him.

There is also the danger of Van Lin, if it weren't for him asking Cedric to get the cup together, so many bad things wouldn't have happened.

Van Lin will also come to his rescue, let the queen leave with him, and he doesn't even need the Goblet of Fire, just use Fox and the two of them to leave.

Now Harry felt like he was burning in his throat. He really wanted Ron not to look at him.

Mrs. Weasley placed the pills on the counter next to the bed, bent down, and hugged Harry. He had never been hugged like this, as if his mother had hugged him. The stress of what he had seen that night had vanished as Mrs. Wesley hugged him. His mother's face, his father's voice, the fallen Cedric, and the starving Van Lin left in the cemetery...... It all began to build up in his mind, until he couldn't bear it, until he wrinkled his face to dispel the wails of that miserable struggle.

There was a loud bang, and Mrs. Weasley and Harry let go. Hermione was standing by the window, holding something tightly in her hand.

"I'm sorry," she apologized softly.

"I should have said I'm sorry, I should have ...... earlier"

"Your medicine, Harry. Mrs. Weasley said quickly, drying her eyes with the back of her hand.

Harry took a sip. The effect was immediate, and the heavy irresistible sleep came over him, and he closed his eyes and thought about nothing more.

(It's a fool, Harry...... ）